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A Sentimental Journey-Part9_Laurence Sterne(1713-1768)_English Literature(文学名著)-第2页

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thrusting back the German instantly with his musket, - he took the



poor dwarf by the hand, and placed him before him. - This is noble!

said I, clapping my hands together. - And yet you would not permit



this, said the old officer, in England.

- In England, dear Sir, said I, WE SIT ALL AT OUR EASE.



The old French officer would have set me at unity with myself, in

case I had been at variance, - by saying it was a BON MOT; - and,



as a bon mot is always worth something at Paris, he offered me a

pinch of snuff.



THE ROSE. PARIS.

It was now my turn to ask the old French officer "What was the



matter?" for a cry of "Haussez les mains, Monsieur l'Abbe!" re-

echoed from a dozen different parts of the parterre, was as



unintelligible to me, as my apostrophe to the monk had been to him.

He told me it was some poor Abbe in one of the upper loges, who, he



supposed, had got planted perdu behind a couple of grisettes in

order to see the opera, and that the parterre espying him, were



insisting upon his holding up both his hands during the

representation. - And can it be supposed, said I, that an



ecclesiastic would pick the grisettes' pockets? The old French

officer smiled, and whispering in my ear, opened a door of



knowledge which I had no idea of.

Good God! said I, turning pale with astonishment - is it possible,



that a people so smit with sentiment should at the same time be so

unclean, and so unlike themselves, - Quelle grossierte! added I.



The French officer told me, it was an illiberal sarcasm at the

church, which had begun in the theatre about the time the Tartuffe



was given in it by Moliere: but like other remains of Gothic

manners, was declining. - Every nation, continued he, have their



refinements and grossiertes, in which they take the lead, and lose

it of one another by turns: - that he had been in most countries,



but never in one where he found not some delicacies, which others

seemed to want. Le POUR et le CONTRE se trouvent en chaque nation;



there is a balance, said he, of good and bad everywhere; and

nothing but the knowing it is so, can emancipate one half of the



world from the prepossession which it holds against the other: -

that the advantage of travel, as it regarded the scavoir vivre, was



by seeing a great deal both of men and manners; it taught us mutual

toleration; and mutual toleration, concluded he, making me a bow,



taught us mutual love.

The old French officer delivered this with an air of such candour



and good sense, as coincided with my first favourable impressions

of his character: - I thought I loved the man; but I fear I mistook



the object; - 'twas my own way of thinking - the difference was, I

could not have expressed it half so well.



It is alike troublesome to both the rider and his beast, - if the

latter goes pricking up his ears, and starting all the way at every



object which he never saw before. - I have as little torment of

this kind as any creature alive; and yet I honestlyconfess, that



many a thing gave me pain, and that I blush'd at many a word the

first month, - which I found inconsequent and perfectly innocent



the second.

Madame do Rambouliet, after an acquaintance of about six weeks with



her, had done me the honour to take me in her coach about two

leagues out of town. - Of all women, Madame de Rambouliet is the



most correct; and I never wish to see one of more virtues and

purity of heart. - In our return back, Madame de Rambouliet desired



me to pull the cord. - I asked her if she wanted anything - Rien

que pour pisser, said Madame de Rambouliet.



Grieve not, gentle traveller, to let Madame de Rambouliet p-ss on.

- And, ye fair mystic nymphs! go each one PLUCK YOUR ROSE, and



scatter them in your path, - for Madame de Rambouliet did no more.

- I handed Madame de Rambouliet out of the coach; and had I been



the priest of the chaste Castalia, I could not have served at her

fountain with a more respectful decorum.



THE FILLE DE CHAMBRE. PARIS.

What the old French officer had delivered upon travelling, bringing



Polonius's advice to his son upon the same subject into my head, -

and that bringing in Hamlet, and Hamlet the rest of Shakespeare's



works, I stopp'd at the Quai de Conti in my return home, to

purchase the whole set.



The bookseller said he had not a set in the world. Comment! said

I, taking one up out of a set which lay upon the counter betwixt



us. - He said they were sent him only to be got bound, and were to

be sent back to Versailles in the morning to the Count de B-.






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